(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa in 2001, while in prison. I had met four Falun Dafa practitioners in the detention center who had been sentenced for their belief. Their kindness and honesty made me feel safe. They told me about karmic retribution and the relationship between good and evil. I came to understand that I was there to repay my karmic debts.
I also realized that Falun Dafa is good, that it is a cultivation practice based on the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, and that practitioners strive to be better people. They taught me to recite, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” and I learned the sitting meditation exercise.
After I was taken to prison, I meditated every day and kept reciting those words. The warden asked me if I practiced Falun Dafa. I replied, “If I practiced Falun Dafa, would I have been running a barber shop that engaged in dishonorable practices?” The warden checked with another inmate, and the inmate said that someone at the detention center told everyone that sitting with both legs crossed was good for one’s health.
The warden saw me sitting with my legs crossed again and came over to ask me repeatedly, “Are you practicing Falun Dafa?” I ignored her. A few days later, I heard that the warden had been hospitalized after falling down the stairs. They were saying that she must be paying back karma for something bad she had done.
When the warden returned half a year later, she had changed. She spoke in a much softer tone and appeared a lot nicer. She also improved her attitude toward me.
My health deteriorated after two years in prison, and I lost all my strength. The warden took me to a major hospital for a check-up. She said to me in the car, “You’re lucky! No one else has had this kind of treatment.” I was released as soon as my results were out. I had an ultrasound, and it revealed that I had cervical cancer in the middle to late stages. I underwent surgery, followed by chemotherapy.
After being discharged from the hospital, I immediately found Dafa practitioners and told them my story. They gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun and asked me to read it from cover to cover. They also taught me the standing exercises. I began practicing Falun Dafa in August 2007.
Once, after finishing the exercises, I had diarrhea, which lasted for two weeks. Master Li was cleansing my body and eliminating my karma. Since then, I felt better and better. Moreover, my more than ten ailments disappeared, and I felt light and happy. I said to a practitioner, “Why wasn’t I told about this great practice sooner?!” She smiled.
Dafa has not only saved my body, but more importantly, my soul. Through studying the Fa and listening to podcasts on the Minghui website, I gradually realized that as a Fa-rectification period Dafa disciple, one must do the three things well. Having benefited from Dafa, I must not only cultivate myself, but also go out and raise awareness about Dafa and the persecution.
Master often encouraged me by letting me experience the wonderfulness of Dafa.
I came home for lunch and a nap one afternoon after telling people about Dafa. As soon as I lay down, I felt myself levitating. I was scared and called out Master’s name. I then came back down. In fact, there was no need to be scared because it was written clearly in the book:
“...a person can levitate once the great heavenly circuit is opened...” (Lecture Eight, Zhuan Falun)
On another occasion, I went to a park to raise awareness about Dafa. As soon as I entered the park, a vision appeared in front of me, of a gigantic terrace of flowers, seven stories high. Master was using the beautiful scene in another dimension to encourage me to be diligent in cultivation and help more people to be saved.
I have given out many copies of the software that bypasses the Internet blockade. For example, I gave out 69 of them at the entrance of a vocational school and had no fear in doing so.
Over half a dozen police officers ransacked my home in 2018. They emptied my purse, put my cell phone cards, tablet computer, and speakers on a table to take photos of them. I was then taken to the police station.
Many officers were in the police station. I told them about Dafa and the persecution and asked them to quit the Chinese Communist Party and its youth organizations. Some listened, some did not. That day, four officers quit the Party.
The next day, three officers took turns interrogating me. They showed me photos of other practitioners and told me to identify them. I said that I didn’t recognize any of them. They enlarged the pictures, and I still said I didn’t know them. I figured that something happened to the project of making phone calls to clarify the truth, and I had been implicated.
I kept thinking of Master’s Fa and told myself that under no circumstance should I cooperate with the evil and betray my fellow practitioners.
A tall officer tried to scare me with his loud, bellowing voice. He raised his hand to hit me, and I said, “No one hit me when I was cheating my barbers and doing bad things. Now I’m practicing Falun Dafa and following Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance to be a good person, and you’ve come to hit me? What law is that?!”
I told him with a straight face that I had my Master by my side to protect me. The officer immediately pulled his hand back.
They took me to a detention center and kept me there for two weeks. They lied to me by saying that other practitioners had sold me out and been released. But I did not budge.
During that time, my family and friends were trying their best to get me out. Some went to the police station to demand my release, and some made phone calls. Keeping in mind Master’s Fa, I was determined not to cooperate with the police, or sign anything. With Master’s protection, I returned home safely with righteous thoughts.
Thank you Master for your compassionate salvation. In the limited time that remains, I can only become more diligent to fulfill my vows and follow you to my true home.
This is my personal understanding. Please kindly point out anything not aligned with the Fa.